Chapter 479

The earth under the night is silent and empty.

Not far away is a pile of bright bonfires, crackling and burning, occasionally out of a few pieces of burning red Mars, so that the night more than a little fresh light.

The warm flame and the moonlight overlapped and reflected on her face, making the beautiful eyebrows and eyes covered with illusory brilliance.

She maintained the posture just now, and looked up at the man with her face up. He came from the backlight, and his hair in his ear was blown by the wind, just like the glittering silver thread, shining and holy.

God saw the man's cry for help and groan / groan, crossed his body, and then bent down.

Tall and straight figure knelt beside Lin Lang.

His clean black hair fell down his back and fell to the ground, soaked in filthy blood.

But he didn't care.

"Elizabeth My Elizabeth

He called the name again.

God shook his hands, trying to touch her face, touch this real, soft skin.

A little bit, he thought.

He is not greedy.

Until the temperature comes from the palm.

It's true.

It's so warm.

It's really warm.

This is not a nightmare of mutilation and blood redness, nor is it a simple touch of broken miss.

He waited so long that his surprise became dull, but his accompanying pain became more intense.

God's breath is tight, and his chest is covered with a dense sense of acupuncture.

He has a terrible pain.

All over the body, every bone, every drop of blood, is in pain.

It hurts.

The intense pain made him dizzy and his brain was twisted into a blank.

It's torn apart and broken.

He was like being imprisoned on a huge cross full of thorns. A hook blade was cruelly inserted into his eyes, throat, chest, thighs and soles. He was bloody and dying. He was terrified by the pain and wanted to escape from the suffocating, deadly cage until he saw the rose in full bloom on the thorns.

She is so beautiful, fragrant, strange, soothing his unbearable pain.

So he did not want to escape, let the thorn of rose plunge into the heart freely.

He is willing to raise her with blood, let her open more amorous feelings.

God restrained the tide of passion.

Don't scare her.

The man said in a low voice, "Welcome Come back. "

Lin Lang saw the joy of his lost eyes.

But what does this have to do with her?

Her dark eyelashes drooped and looked gentle and harmless.

God heard her say word by word, "don't touch me with your dirty hands."

Then he woke up.

God realized what was happening.

The people in front of him are those who he has cheated, used and refused countless times.

He lured her to eat forbidden fruit, lost in the beautiful and sinful garden of Eden, but in the turn, no pity trampled on her heart.

She hated him, she hated him.

God is silent.

He understood that it was useless to argue because the harm had already existed.

"You don't save him?" She said sarcastically, "a little later, he will say goodbye to the world."

"No. He deserves it. " God narrates calmly.

"Ha What do you want to play with, high priest Lin Lang did not believe him, "let someone insult me first, and then be a good man?"

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

"I..." He lowered his voice and frankly coaxed her, "I didn't expect that you were the reincarnation I've been looking for. I'm sorry, Elizabeth

Lin Lang tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Please remember, I am Nefertari, the princess of Egypt, not your reincarnation. She must have been so beautiful that the high priest loved her for many years. And me? I am a mere lady of nobility, and cannot afford to be the reincarnation beloved of the high priest. "

She has thorns all over her body. If she doesn't like her eyes, she will prick her and never let him get better.

God remained silent.

Then, he untied the priest's shawl on his body, covering the wide range of naked skin.

"Pa --"

in exchange for her merciless fling away.

She would rather be down to death than accept charity from others, especially from her former lover.

"Why doesn't that fool come out? Did he die in that slave girl's belly

Outside came a charming voice, impatient to question.

"Don't worry, your highness. In my opinion, that guy Kutta hasn't been close to a woman for a long time. At this moment, I think he's tossing people up and down." Said the man, fawningly.

The female voice was quiet for a moment and asked unnaturally, "there seems to be no sound in it. He or he won't kill people, will he?"Then there was a sound of footsteps.

The curtain was lifted.

Looking at the two servants in the scene.

The man was half kneeling, his arm raised, as if he had pressed something.

There's still a woman in his arms.

Princess Hittite stares at the high priest's spotless white robe, which is deliberately pulled by her master and covers the invisible. Because the length of the robe was limited, it did not keep the secret perfectly, but revealed a thin ankle, pale instep and red fingernails at the hem. The woman's toes curled up shyly, making everything more fragrant and exciting.

“…… Get out of here. "

God turned his head.

It's a pair of strange silver pupils.

He looked at the uninvited visitor with estranged indifference.

"Look again, leave your eyes behind."

Princess Hittite was shaking.

She was angry, she wanted to scream, and when her eyes fell on the corpse at her feet, it was like a blood red net suddenly rushed to her eyes, and nameless fear occupied her brain.

A feeling of nausea and vomiting ran up her throat. Princess Hittite covered her mouth and ran away.

The man who was left was in a daze. Before he could run, a blood hole appeared on his forehead.

He touched the numb frontal bone slowly, and the blood gushed like a column in an instant.

"Bang --"

another body fell.

"It's OK. They didn't see anything."

God caresses the shoulders of Lin Lang, the tone is extremely soft.

And she pursed her lips, but did not want to respond to him.

God is both chagrin and regret. If he had found out earlier, he would not have caused the evil result today.

She resented him, feared him, and refused his approach.

God sighed, and finally did not force her.

At this time, in his heart, the sense of guilt for Lin Lang has risen to the peak, and how can he be willing to embarrass her?

He stretched out his arms, passed through the waist, held people up steadily, skillfully avoided patrolling soldiers, and smoothly returned to his tent.

As the first deity beside the princess, she was naturally luxurious in food, clothing and accommodation. She was put on a bed covered with layers of fine fluffy feathers. In terms of its softness, it is not as soft as the golden feather bed made by Satan himself. However, because it is contaminated with the breath of God, it is filled with a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere. It is like sleeping in a soft spring grass, and you can feel the warm sunshine when you close your eyes.

"You're tired. Have a good sleep."

After leaving the high priest's status, those cunning, selfish, ambition also seemed to leave God in a flash.

God recovered to the most familiar appearance.

The father of the gods, gentle and generous, his fingertips like the wind, flitted across the temples of her ears.

Lin Lang fell asleep.

God wanted to change a clean clothes for her, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

He took a wet veil and wiped the bloodstain from her face and neck. Then he held her ankle and wiped the dust stained soles of her feet.

God is the first time to do this for others, the object is still a woman, feeling quite strange and satisfied.

He even wiped every gap between his toes several times until he was satisfied with the examination.

Late at night, moonlight through the gap, quietly flowing in.

God sat by the bed, looking down at the man on his lap.

He took off her headdress, and her black hair fell like satin from his thighs to his feet.

In the distant kingdom of heaven, in his palace of light, she always likes to sit on the first jade platform under the throne, leaning her waist, leaning her head and arms against his legs, and her posture is gentle and submissive. Elizabeth has seaweed curly hair that grows to her ankles. When she kneels down beside god, her long black pearly hair drops from the first jade step to the third jade step, just like a fairy tale.

Because of the task, he just looked at the angel's clean sleeping face from a distance, and did not touch her soft, addictive long hair.

He never thought that one day he would fall in love with the characters.

That was the thing he sneered at most.

Why is Elizabeth so persistent?

He couldn't tell.

Clearly at first, he just pitied her chess identity and wanted to take care of her as well as possible outside the task.

When he regained consciousness, the red thread had already entangled him into a pupa.

God inserted his hand into his beautiful hair and combed it carefully.

The man in the dream frowns slightly, as if he can't bear something.

God swept around his eyes, picked up the ivory ostrich fan next to her, and gently fanned it in her face.

Soon, the wrinkles between her eyebrows disappeared and calmed down.

Because sleep is too comfortable, she also acts like a coquettish to God's waist to rub.

Only then will she be defenseless.God laughed, and gently untied the jewel ornaments on his waist, so as not to scratch her skin.

God didn't sleep all night. He didn't want to close his eyes.

His fingers gently painted the outline of his facial features.

In the silent night, the mood is always easy to overflow, God is no exception, he is reflecting on himself.

Suddenly, there was a green light in the room.

It was a lost firefly, still a little fat. It wants to fly out of the tent, but can not find the way, such as headless flies randomly hit, issued a small Zizi sound.

It slanted toward the bed and continued to bump into it.

God heard it and raised a finger on his lips to make a Shhh gesture.

The firefly is so dull that it really stops.

God sent a gust of wind, let it go home.

Because of the variety, his heart seemed to become moist and soft again.

But he can change the present, but he can't recreate the past.

God rubbed his ears.

"I'm sorry, Elizabeth, to let you see this Mean me. I have thought many times, in another strange time and space, how we will meet, perhaps in the evening, perhaps in the wind corner. Of course, none of this matters. I just want to, the first time you see me, should be a gentle, kind, can contain the world of men, he is magnanimous and cheerful, he is worth your love. Maybe we'll fall in love at first sight. "

God can't help but sigh, "I wanted to do this, but It seems to have been messed up. "

Although he had the divinity, his luck was not good.

"Maybe you can't understand that the long time and waiting have made me crazy. I will do whatever I can to get the results I want with the simplest but most bloody means. I'm tired of being disappointed again and again, as if only in this way can I stimulate myself

God fell down and gave her a solemn kiss on the forehead.

"Fortunately, you have come back, and I don't need to be paranoid. If you love God or priest, I will give up war and killing as you wish

I want you to be my father.

In the night of eternal life, I only listen to your prayer.